A sonnet for all things lost
A sonnet for all things lost
This is my goodbye,
To the things that passed
Just a whisper, a sigh
To those who didn’t last
This is my salute
To all things lost
Memories I’d relive if I could
Weathered by wind, rain and frost
My dear memories I should’ve known better
For I foolishly left you unprotected
I write to you this farewell letter
Oh, Times buried, forgotten, neglected
Why did I never manage to comprehend?
That we’ll all be mere memories in the end
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